Quickly wear cute girls to fight against five, and the villains form a group to protect them

After saying that, Daojun Hanchu stopped caring about the two people on the ground. Jing Deng was too seriously injured, so he walked over to pick her up.

But Jing Deng propped up his arms on the ground and kept moving, "No, no, it can't happen. Lord Dao, give me a healing pill and I can leave on my own."

She was afraid that the blood and mud all over her body would stain Dao Lord's white robe.

Even if a Qingfeng Jue could do it, she still felt it couldn't be done.

Taojun is Taojun, and Taojun is the bright moon hanging in the sky and the holy lotus on the top of the snow-capped mountains.

She could only look up, and even dreaming about it felt like blasphemy.

Just like a toad wants to eat swan meat, but it doesn't want to eat the moon.

If she couldn't chew the moon, she might as well not have looked at it in the first place.

Daojun Hanchu turned a deaf ear, picked it up and turned around to leave.

"Yueyue, follow up."

"Okay, okay, okay!"

As if by accident, Yueyue stepped on Wu Si and Tang Jiaojiao and then followed them.

Along the way, Jing Deng was like a piece of wood in Daojun Hanchu's arms.

The difference is that wood does not breathe, but thorn lanterns do.

She closed her eyes tightly and brainwashed herself over and over again, "It's Yueyue who is holding me...it's Yueyue who's holding me...well...Yueyue's muscles are quite strong! Bah! What are you thinking about?" Oh! No, no, no! The one holding me is Yueyue... holding..."

"Where is your junior sister?"

A low and soft male voice sounded not far away from her ears, and Jing Deng announced that the brainwashing had failed.

She gave the address with a frown on her face and continued to pretend to be Momo, but Momo's face became increasingly red, as red as if it could drip blood, and her nose also felt a little itchy.

The three of them returned to the inn where Junior Sister Jing Deng lived. Liang Nian was holding on to her injuries and waiting for Jing Deng to come back. She knew that the man's cultivation was not low, and she was afraid that something might happen to Jing Deng.

She was so frightened that when she saw her senior sister being carried back injured, she was so frightened that she almost fell to the ground.

"Senior sister! Wow, senior sister, what's wrong with you? Why did you let people beat you like this! You even got nosebleeds!"

Jing Deng:……

Don't say anything to anyone. She wants to die for a while.

"Senior sister, has she fainted? Isn't she dead?"

Jing Deng:……

Thank you, I can still live.

After entering the inn, Liang Nian and Yueyue were guarding outside, while Hanchu Daojun was healing Jing Deng in the room.

He held Jing Deng's hand, and the spiritual energy poured into Jing Deng's body like gurgling water, repairing her damaged spiritual veins.

At the same time, Daojun Hanchu also discovered that Jing Deng's consciousness was awake.

He also thought that Jing Deng was too strong and pretended to be ignorant. He didn't understand why Jing Deng, a little girl, was like this.

Normally her face is full of energy, like a butterfly flying freely, always full of heat and vitality, but now her face is as white as paper, as if it will break with the slightest touch, and she is still gritting her teeth to hold on.

"Fellow Daoist Jing, if it's really painful, you can cry or shout out."

Jing Deng:(.-w-)

"There is no one else here, I will keep this secret for Daoist Fellow Jing."

Jing Deng:(.-w-)

"Ugh."

Han Chu sighed softly, admiring him in his heart but also feeling a little tight in his chest.

I don’t know if Wu Si has left or not. He seemed to be a little gentler just now.

Even Daojun Hanchu can't wake up someone who pretends to be asleep.

Seeing that Jing Deng still had no intention of opening her eyes, he stopped talking and tucked her in after healing her injuries.

The more active and enthusiastic a person is on weekdays, the more uncomfortable he is when he becomes quiet.

Especially when she looked like this, she was as weak as a dead leaf that could break at the touch of a touch.

Daojun Hanchu stared at it for a long time. He never cared about beauty or ugliness, but at this moment, he felt that Daoyou Jing seemed to be more beautiful than others.

It would look better if he was as energetic as before.

"Don't use your spiritual power if you're injured. Seeing that your face is red again, I'm leaving. You can have a good rest."

Jing Deng:(.-w-)

Daojun Hanchu left.

Jing Deng listened intently as he went out, and jumped up from the bed like a carp!

"Ahhh! Daojun is holding my hand! Daojun is holding my hand! What should I do, what should I do!"

Liang Nian came in from the door:...

Could it be that senior sister was beaten crazy?

Yueyue doesn't want to go back to the mountain so soon. There is nothing but snow on the mountain. Who is a good person willing to stay there every day?

She pulled Daojun Hanchu's robe and shook it. Daojun Hanchu chuckled and nodded her forehead, then took out the spatula, seasonings and other items from the storage ring, and went to the innkeeper's kitchen to borrow it. .

He is now good at frying and cooking.

As the number one god of learning in the world of immortality, Daojun Hanchu lit up skill points quickly and neatly, which once made the shopkeeper think that the person in his shop was a food cultivator.

Jing Deng also came out during dinner. She was in good health, and she wanted to find out about Wu Si and Tang Jiaojiao in the evening.

She also has some understanding of their two characters, and they will not give up.

Daojun Hanchu went with her, and Yueyue followed closely behind. The three of them took advantage of the night to lie on the roof of the room where Wu Si and Tang Jiaojiao lived.

Tang Jiaojiao was crying in the room. Her spiritual veins and spiritual roots were gone, all gone.

She could no longer cultivate immortality, and was destined to be a mortal for the rest of her life. She would live for decades, watching her beautiful face grow older and older, and finally die.

She cried endlessly, which made Wu Si, who was already depressed, even more annoyed.

Daojun Hanchu's palm caused his cultivation to fall continuously, and he retreated for nearly a hundred years.

It would take another hundred years for him to return to his current state.

By then Daojun Hanchu's cultivation will have become more advanced, and I'm afraid he will never be able to catch up with him, and he will never be able to take revenge.

"Why didn't you tell me that you were expelled from the school a long time ago?"

Wu Si felt a little pain in his face when he thought of his vow to say that Dao Lord Hanchu would not distinguish between relatives and strangers.

When Tang Jiaojiao heard his question, she cried even harder, "Oh, oh, oh, brother Si! Are you blaming me? You don't even know how wronged I have been in Buwen Mountain!"

"But you shouldn't lie to me!"

Tang Jiaojiao panicked when she saw that he was really angry.

Now that she has no spiritual roots, the only thing she can count on is Wu Si in front of her. If he continues to ignore her, how will she live in the future?

Do you really want to find a mortal to get married, have children, and live the most ordinary and ordinary life?She doesn't want to!

Tang Jiaojiao rushed towards him, hugged him affectionately.

"Brother Si, I'm just scared. I'm afraid you won't want to pay attention to me after hearing this. I, I like you, I like you very much. Please don't hate me, okay?"

Tang Jiaojiao's tears and enthusiasm extinguished the anger in Wu Si's heart. He held the beauty in his arms with great interest and asked, "Oh? So Jiaojiao likes me."

"Of course! When I look at you, my face turns red, my heart beats, and my body temperature rises. Doesn't that mean I like you?"

The thorn lantern on the roof:(／_＼)

She felt as if an arrow had been shot into her knee...

The two of them are just as sweet as each other, so why did they accidentally get hurt?

She kept a straight face and continued to look down seriously, as if she didn't hear anything, as if it had nothing to do with her, as if she was not the one who blushed and her heart beat when she saw Dao Lord Han Chu.

Taojun Hanchu:...

He raised his head and looked at Jing Deng, thoughtfully.